Forgotten frequency

I was thinking, since moving here to the USA, I would try using my old radio to find shortwave stations. Maybe I'll be able to find something from home. I'm resigned to feeling homesick. It ebbs and flows but it's always there. I don't know if shortwave radio is the right thing to do. It seems like a lonely thing. I wonder why it's still around? (Not all the world has internet - how self-absorbed of me.)

My old radio is just like this one pictured which I bought in 1985. It was a supposed to be like a 1950s radio. In 1985 there was a period of fashion fixation with the 50s and there were a lot of items available which were not exact reproductions of 50s items but were styled to look like them. I think this radio is now collectable because it is from the 1980s. Does that seem a little recursive?

I've now remembered a dream I've had a few times which is:

It's long after midnight and I'm alone in my room which is my room alone in the dream. The old-fashioned bedhead of my bed has a built-in radio and I turn the knob to find different frequencies. I keep flicking past the one I want which seems deliberately elusive. Somehow I have the feeling of finding something long lost. Eventually I can tune into that station and I'm struck with familiarity and keep thinking "I remember this, however did I forget it". Only, there is something haunting about it and I perceive a feeling of decay. Things seem out of place.

That's where it ends, when I start to realise that.